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Girl. | December 11, 2015


They found her back in a corner.

Poor girl.

kinda like on a bookshelfs dirty corner.

but it was more like that spot underneath all those branches where the duff looks immaculate like even a chuckies feet hadn’t graced it since the pine needles made a fluff of it. That spot you can’t get to cause there’s too many pokey branches in the way.

they found her there.

‘cept it wasn’t there either.

she slipped out of any manifestation of time.

do you think when there was matriarchs, men rose up in liberation of dignity, biligerent?

You think this is all still a ripple of that?

 

is gender an assault chamber?

is it that we’re destined to war for picking a side?

 

thats actually where you’ll find her. Behind that question in your brain.

& you’ll miss her like you miss him.

She, though, sits behind each of your doubts as he sits before each of your anticipations of belief.

she & he still exist even when we move past them.

 

that girl though.

do you remember her… that smile you saw once turning you caught it like a ray of son.

werent you a prism then?

speaking of possibility.

 

remember that time you thought you could believe in that person forever. No matter who they came to be?

remember when you thought you could do that for everyone and never assume anyone was anything but light?

girl.

little, weren’t you once?

love, they made an incling to when they saw you as ripe for eating.

girl.

friend.

i know you still exist though you feel like you can’t between us.

man, girl.

its tough.

How do you be the perfect ratio of gender to not be assaulted.

this evolution.

is a dance on the battle field.

Front lines everywhere,

but very few backs

pirohuetting in the face of it,

she said she didn’t mind the corner

“fuck visibility!” She said.

“I won’t be a target. She muttered as she rocked.

girl.

friend.

i never felt like I fit a gender, she evaded.

heavy on the feminine.

off a cliff.

who’s with me?

 

she was alone in the duff  beneath the branches

& she was safe there

contained.

No story to be told.

she.

in the corner of your brain.

alert & guarded.

girl.

little, werent you once?

now, still?

ain’t the fear all an act before all your natural swagger?

arent you there my friend?

Girl.

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